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Jiang Tian vs feast

Yanjing International Airport, international flight exit.

Countless reporters waited with cameras, cameras, and microphones for interviews.

The journalists' work cards show their unbridled media, from Yenching Entertainment, which focuses on entertainment, to Vanity Fair, a high-end fashion magazine, and even the Yenching Times, which focuses on economics and current affairs

Passengers passing by saw such a battle, and couldn't help but wonder which film and television star had such a big pomp and circumstance to attract high-end media such as Yanjing Economic News to pick up the airport.

In fact, journalists are not waiting for a star, but a more mysterious figure than a star.

Next to the live broadcast car of Yanjing Satellite TV, the hostess held a microphone and the words were round.

According to the news on the Internet, Mr. Feast, the only heir of the Sheng family, is about to return with his son. Is the news on the Internet true or false, is Mr. Sheng, who has not even had a scandal, really married and had children It is 12:35 noon, the flight has arrived, and the mystery of everything is about to be revealed"

At the exit of the flight, a group of people walked out.

Five or six tall bodyguards in black suits escorted a man wearing a mask and wide sunglasses out.

"Here we go"

I don't know who exclaimed, the reporters immediately rushed forward, there were too many bodyguards to get close to the man in the middle, everyone could only try their best to put the microphone and interview pen to the man who was protected in the middle.

"Your whereabouts on the Internet, did you release it or accidentally leaked it"

"Do you really have to be married and have children?"

"Who is the mother of the child, are you secretly married?"

"Why didn't you see your son"

Escorted by the bodyguards, the man in sunglasses quickly walked out of the exit and sat in the black stretch car at the door.

The reporters didn't know that the one who got into the car was just a bodyguard, and the feast of the heirs of the Sheng family that they really wanted to shoot was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the VIP room on the second floor, watching everything that happened downstairs.

The midday sun slanted through the window, gilding the man's side face with a hazy golden halo.

The bridge of the tall nose casts a faint shadow on the jade white cheeks, and the dark eyes look more and more unfathomable.

Assistant Su Dongyang stepped forward and turned the computer screen he was holding in his hand in his direction.

"Four hours ago, someone posted a message on social networks that you would be returning with your child, along with your flight information."

On the screen is a microblog, a small post of information.

The super fierce feast of the pride of the sky is back with his son this afternoon

Below is not only the arrival time of the flight to the feast, but also a photograph attached.

In the photo, he is leading his son to climb the steps of a private jet, and the only thing that is fortunate is that the child was blocked by his body and did not take a picture of his face.

Four hours earlier, they had been on the plane, and even if they got the news, there was no way to change the route.

That was enough time for the message to spread, enough for reporters to rush to the airport to chase him down

If it weren't for the feast to detect it in time, using this method of golden cicada shelling, it would definitely be photographed by reporters.

This son, he hid for five whole years, how did the other party know

"Sir" a bodyguard hurriedly rushed through the door, "The little master is gone"

Su pet Shuangwen, light sci-fi, heavy taste.

Enter with caution

Enter with caution

Enter with caution

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